THE PRIDE OF DISBELIEF
Pride goeth forth to conquer the world
But returns to the door and asks for more
He who serves others well and says little, merits more
Than he who boasts, and clamors at the door
Kingdoms rise and kingdoms fall — things destined to be
Life goes on as time marches on — to eternity
But as Christ reigns from Heaven, above the Cross
Life is but dying to those who are lost
A feeling of sadness comes over me
As I think of those who would not believe
Nothing can soothe my restless feelings
More than my times of quiet kneeling
Heavenly music with power to quiet
My soul in slumber through the night
Who of all God’s creatures loved God more than thee
Perhaps the helpless little lamb nailed to the tree
C. S. Craig – December 13th, 2020